Entries by Dandy

The Dandy Dons moving forward

A little bit of social media insight for you, which while you have no particular reason to care for The Dandy Dons Facebook page, will explain what is happening with a lot of other content you may be interested in on Facebook. For whatever reason* Facebook is killing off pages. It has been slowly strangling […]

Potential new managers for Aberdeen

So let’s say hypothetically speaking, a managerial appointment came up in the not too distant future. Who do we want, who do we not want. A list of random people that the media are throwing up. Alex McLeish: Legend, god, sensational centre back, and by all accounts a great guy. No, not a suitable candidate in […]

The Glasgow media, vile beyond belief

Glasgow is a great city. Visited it many times. Great people, warm and friendly, lots to do and see. This isn’t about them, it’s about the media that resides there. It’s quite astonishing what we as Aberdeen supporters have been through the last few months. A little recap, the Scottish international football manager and his […]

Teenage kicks

So I did something I’m ashamed of. Really ashamed of. The video some of you will have seen on social media of the climbing of the Pittodrie floodlights… I clicked the link. I know, terrible and shameful. I clicked on a link that took me into The Daily Record website. I’d already seen some of […]

Who do we think they are? Part 2

The second and final part of Sandy’s photos. Some are obvious, a few legends, a missing tache, some complete unknowns, kipper ties, and  three might be from Dundee. The comments are open at the end of the article, or comment on the link on Facebook. Here’s part 1.

Who do we think they are? Part 1

Sandy sent in some photos from a few years ago. Some of them are obvious, particularly at the beginning, but neither Sandy or I know who a few of them are. We have some guesses, but pretty sure there are a few out there who will know exactly who everyone else is, and maybe have […]

Me and Willie Miller

I’m an Aberdonian, but I didn’t grow up in the city. I moved back into Aberdeen at seventeen, and went to a couple of games that first season. The football kicked in properly the following season, when I began as an art student at Gray’s School of Art. I didn’t know what middle class was, […]